Just as Prometheus had predicted, Gaia had indeed come to find him — and at the exact time he had anticipated, her expression was as complicated as he had guessed.
“Honorable Mother Earth, great Gaia Mother Goddess — you don’t look well.”
Prometheus put on a worried and concerned expression and asked: “Is there anything I can help with?”
Gaia looked at the white-robed youth before her with a complicated expression, watching him pretend to exchange pleasantries with her.
How could there be such a cunning god?
He actually dared to hide his own laws from the King of the Gods!
And he even deceived the King of the Gods and her…
In this era when the world was just beginning and the gods were still simple and kind, Prometheus’s actions gave Gaia a small shock.
But after thinking it over, Gaia felt relieved.
Prometheus possessed prophetic abilities — and perhaps had long since seen what kind of god Uranus was.
Under such pressure from the King of the Gods, he naturally thought about self-preservation.
After all, if Uranus knew that Prometheus was also a god of change, his fate would probably be a hundred times more tragic than that of her children.
This little guy was so cautious and careful — but in the end, he was forced to come out…
With this thought, Gaia’s gaze — full of maternal warmth and kindness — faded from her eyes toward Prometheus, replaced by a hint of sympathy and pity.
Prometheus was left baffled.
But before Prometheus could think about what that look meant, Gaia spoke, her tone surprisingly kind:
“Prometheus, I was wrong for what happened before.
I was blinded by anger and refused your kindness.
Please don’t take it to heart.”
With the Mother Goddess personally apologizing, Prometheus couldn’t be arrogant and quickly said it was nothing — it was all the King of the Gods’s fault.
“Time is tight, so I won’t be so formal.
I’ve reached the point where you said I’d be at my wit’s end.
In this situation — what should I do?”
Prometheus smiled slightly upon hearing this and explained in detail the method he had long devised for Gaia.
Gaia’s eyes grew brighter as she listened — and in the end, she couldn’t help but exclaim:
“Prometheus, my good child — you are so wise.
With your plan, I finally see hope.”
“This time, I owe you — but for the moment, I don’t know how to thank you.
Is there anything you want?”
Seeing Prometheus’s troubled expression, Gaia chuckled lightly and said: “No rush.
Take your time thinking it over.
Once you’ve figured it out, I’ll make it happen for you.
I have to leave first — I still need to make a trip to the starry sky.”
Prometheus’s heart stirred slightly as he asked: “Great Mother Earth, is there something you need?”
Gaia nodded and roughly explained Phoebe’s request, then said: “I need to visit Asteria before Uranus discovers I’ve left the sacred mountain — and secretly help her bear this child.”
Child of the starry night goddess Asteria?
Prometheus pondered — then his eyes widened.
Asteria’s child — wasn’t that…
Hecate?!
Hecate — the goddess of chance — helped Zeus win the cosmic Titan War, granting her power beyond the sky, earth, and sea.
Her laws represented the “randomness” and “chance” of fate — able to grant blessings at will or bring disaster in an instant.
That was…
the unpredictable fate Prometheus now possessed!
Because Prometheus was born earlier — and due to the variables of the otherworldly soul — he had taken over this law first, so…
What would Hecate’s law be?
Or would it be that because the law was occupied, she would directly become a god without any laws?
Prometheus suddenly felt a bit curious.
As the world developed, almost all laws were born.
Later gods almost all had no laws — and because they had no laws, these gods were generally weaker.
He wondered what kind of situation Hecate might be in?
Thinking of this, Prometheus suddenly had an idea.
He said to Gaia: “Honorable Mother Goddess, going to the starry sky now is too risky.
If you’re not careful, you could be discovered by the King of the Gods.
Why don’t I go for you?”
Gaia was taken aback by these words — a hint of emotion flashing in her eyes: “Good child, you’re so thoughtful, but…
Now that the King of the Gods forbids the birth of new gods — if Uranus finds out you helped me give birth to Asteria’s child, I fear he will punish you.”
“It’s okay.
To serve the great Mother Goddess, taking a little risk is worth it.” Prometheus just smiled and said.
Gaia was deeply moved and repeatedly promised to repay Prometheus in the future — and would do her best to conceal his whereabouts and block the King of the Gods before leaving.
As Gaia’s figure gradually faded away, Prometheus wasted no time and went straight to the starry sky to find Asteria — who had been deeply saddened by the simultaneous disappearance of Phoebe and Coeus.
At this moment, Asteria’s eyes were swollen and red — tears still hung on her delicate face.
She reached out to support her prominently swollen belly, faintly feeling the powerful aura spreading from it.
Seeing Prometheus suddenly appear, Asteria was stunned — her eyes filled with wariness.
When Prometheus explained his purpose and said he had come on behalf of Phoebe and Gaia to help her, Asteria relaxed slightly — but her eyes grew even redder, filled with moisture.
“The Mother Goddess cares about me so much — yet I can’t do anything for her, nor can I make her worry so much…” Asteria murmured, deeply saddened.
“Your Highness Asteria, You’re doing well right now — showing how much you care about her.
Goddess Phoebe surely doesn’t want to see you so sorrowful.” Prometheus advised.
Asteria sniffled and nodded: “You’re right — thank you for your trouble, God of Prophecy.”
But soon, a hint of hesitation appeared in her eyes, and she gave a helpless, bitter smile: “But right now, the King of the Gods does not allow the birth of new gods.
If I give birth to this child, I fear I will be punished.”
“But now that you have lost your protection and the King of the Gods discovers you are carrying a new deity — you will be punished as well.” Prometheus was also a bit helpless: “That’s why Goddess Phoebe is so anxious.”
“Lady Phoebe and Lord Gaia mean for you to quietly give birth to this child — then throw it away and sever ties.
Gaia will cover up the child’s birth for you, and Uranus naturally won’t blame you.”
“But where can I throw it?” Asteria anxiously rubbed her lower abdomen: “Can I kill it?”
Prometheus was taken aback.
Although killing the child was indeed the best way to destroy the body — many gods at this time didn’t share such deep feelings with their children — it was more like a cooperative relationship…
But Asteria’s unwavering attitude still surprised him a bit.
But thinking about it, it made sense.
Because of this child, Asteria had probably been anxious all these years — treating it like a burden — which made it hard for her to feel affection.
It’s just…
“I’m afraid not.
This child radiates such powerful power even before being born — it must be a law.
Once a law is born, it cannot be destroyed.” Prometheus said.
“So what should we do?” Asteria’s eyes showed despair: “I don’t have the divine power to seal it forever…”
“Why don’t you give it to me?” Prometheus spoke after careful consideration: “I will take care of it.”
“But will this hold you back…” Asteria hesitated.
“No.” Prometheus said with a smile.
“Thank you very much.
As the mother goddess of this child, I swear here that this child will become your follower.
How you handle it is entirely up to you.
I will remember your kindness.”
Asteria spoke without hesitation, gratefully saying: “I will definitely find a way to repay you in the future.”
Before Asteria finished speaking — as the laws buzzed — Prometheus sensed a subtle connection between himself and this unborn child, and couldn’t help but smile slightly.
Even looking at Asteria’s swollen belly, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of anticipation.
This was his first follower.
Hecate…
what law will you follow this time?